Just a couple of days
And I'll hug you as hard as I can
There are so many ways
To express it, the question is when,
So much will be written,
Be drawn, even more be composed,
You'll get yourself bitten
We'll search for our favorite pose,
And so many games
Are about to be brought up and played,
Sometimes you'll be punished
Sometimes you'll be strictly obeyed,
Too many night walks
To fit in our inquisitive minds,
To many bed talks
And soft strokes and long looks in the eyes,
We'll take us upstairs
And we'll stay there to dream a while,
I'd go thousand miles
Just to see how once more you would smile,
Tough times will be milder
We'll be our Solomon's rings,
In pocket I'll hide ya
And be the one playing your strings.
